Pain
My pain is indescribable,
Something so real,
The type of shit that kills,
I’ve lost my smile,
I still wonder why my life is coming crashing down,
I can’t sleep because the devil walks behind me in my dreams,
I pray to the lord but he doesn’t hear my me,
This pain is like sharp endless blade,
A dagger which has cut deep within my soul,
As if the life is being sucked out of me,
physically I am strong but internally I feel weak,
I’ve bled out every sing drop even though my heart still beats,
I question my insanity but i haven’t lost the will to live,
I can’t shed a tear because my biggest fear is showing weakness,
So here I am a the lonely man living in despair,
Hoping for a blessing because no one is there.
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